Chapter 163: Pincer Attack, Two-Pronged Approach: The Disciple Purge Plan of Dripping Water Cave

In the Immortal Venerable Palace of the Lotus Immortal City, Zhou Fujiao, whose soul was lodged within the body of a flood dragon, bowed his head before a misty, round sphere.

The sphere was roughly the size of a fist, containing mist that constantly shifted; at this moment, the mist had coalesced into a shape resembling a human face, conversing with True Person Fu Jiao.

"Little Zhou, you are aware of my situation; results may not emerge for five or six hundred years.

Yet you have lost your physical body and cannot nourish your soul. Can you endure another five or six hundred years?

No banquet in the world lasts forever. No matter how deep the bond between Duan Lang and Xiang Yu, Duan Lang must eventually depart.

Never before had he felt this sensation, this feeling of loving another, yet he could not receive the same feeling of being loved in return. Though he was unwilling to accept it, he did not wish to see her in pain, as she was now.

Although Duan Lang understood this, there was no way he could convince his Imperial Brother in the current situation—he did not even have the chance to see his Imperial Brother once. Duan Yuan Qing had replaced all the inner palace guards with his own men; without Duan Yuan Qing's permission, no one could see the Emperor. It was as if he had the Emperor firmly under his control.

Yet for a car manufacturer, a 'new sales model' with so little public hype and media promotion, achieving such high monthly sales figures was already commendable.

Before Black Lump and I could catch our breath, another one charging up with a massive boulder in hand appeared. Black Lump reached for the iron chain again, but the chain was wrapped around several rocks and could not be pulled further. We had no choice but to abandon it and started running for our lives.

Fortunately, 9527 was a ghost car, invisible to the living in the Yang Realm; thus, speeding was of no consequence.

Among these three, the most worried Great Wall Automobile had already begun preparing the four high-end SUVs originally provided by Zhao Tian.

Yu Feng's gaze wandered over the surrounding environment. He had only told San Sheng You Xing and the others the mission requirements, but regarding specific details and their potential consequences, he had not said much.

From the moment they began studying the sheet music, they had been waiting for this moment; during the arrangement discussions, they had anticipated it even more.

After talking for so long, the other party's Xuan Yuan language had become very fluent, and even emotions could be expressed through tone of voice.

The man in his thirties was slightly stunned when he saw Li Er, then broke into a smile and stopped in front of Li Er.

"Very well, since Han Ling is your sister, then just take her back. What does giving me money mean?" Wei Yuan said.

Ling Xian smiled faintly. The grade of the divine pill he intended to refine was extremely high; even though he had stepped into the realm of Grand Master, he did not have absolute certainty.

After tidying up, Lu Bu posted a proclamation to pacify the people. Suddenly, a subordinate reported that two large men had come to enlist.

By midnight, Monk Yan had finally won two consecutive rounds, recovering some of his losses. Just as he was about to throw the dice, he suddenly laughed and said, "Mountain Venerable has returned, but his mood is not very good." No sooner had the words left his lips than Yun Yu Chen, still seething with anger, burst in with three steps taking the place of two.

However, Duan Liu Ming's Indestructible Golden Body was already recognized by the world as the highest cultivation in the path of chess. Could this Nascent Soul descending from the heavens truly possess cultivation even deeper than Duan Liu Ming's?

"I have awakened. Do you want to come see our child?" The consciousness of the planet, A Mo La Er, added a deep layer of maternal love to her voice.

"The phrase 'De Yuan Xi' describes the four races across the entire Cang Qiong Continent. How could the baseness of humans and the arrogance of the Elf race ever lead to an alliance?

As soon as Grandpa Lan spoke these words, Wei Yuan finally calmed down. He could not actually distinguish the authenticity of the vase in the first place; he had only made a judgment based on the spiritual energy contained within the vase fragments, but he was unclear about the actual price. He immediately turned to the old man for advice.

As the saying goes, the amateur watches the excitement, while the expert sees the method. To the crowd, this spiritual peak appeared merely majestic and grand, magnificent and imposing.

The man opposite spoke first. Hu Yin Feng found the words somewhat familiar, but in his haste, he could not recall where he had heard them before.